First Immortal of the Sword

When he slew Huan Shaoyou and the other monsters of the ancient era, resulting in their respective factions viewing him with enmity, Su Yi thought nothing of it. 

Not long ago, when he cut Huan Tianxu and the others down in front of Nine Tripod City, destroying the alliance of five ancient factions, Su Yi thought nothing of it.

Today, those hostile factions returned, both to disrupt his tribulation and to seize the Seed of the Azure.

Lazy as he was, Su Yi was finally starting to run out of patience.

Over and over again, they provoked him. Did they really think he was as slow to anger as a clay bodhisattva sitting in a temple? Did they really think they could treat him however they wanted?

Furthermore, what happened today was different than in the past.

He carried the Seed of the Azure, making him the target of countless arrows. If he went on ignoring this, who knew how many waves would result?

Once I’ve fully stabilized my cultivation base, I have to end this, thought Su Yi. 

Before long, the old blind man, Wen Xinzhao, and the others returned. All of them looked delighted, and they couldn’t hide their excitement.

“Your Excellency, congratulations on successfully overcoming your tribulation, proving your Dao, and entering the Spiritual Incarnation Realm!” the old blind man said with a grin and a deep bow.

 Wen Xinzhao, Qing Ya, Daoist Master Coldsmoke and the others approached and greeted him too, one by one.

Su Yi smiled. “A trivial matter, that’s all.”

The group chatted a while longer before he rose from his wicker chair. 

He looked at Wen Xinzhao, then ordered, “When the Xia Emperor and Weng Jiu get here, remember to take the trophies off their hands.”

“Got it!” said Wen Xinzhao.

“I’m going to rest. You should do as you please in the meantime.” With that, Su Yi walked back to his room.

He’d only just broken through, and his cultivation boundary was unstable. He naturally ought to cultivate.

……

Incense drifted through the lamplit room.

Su Yi sat cross-legged.

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Whoosh~~

His qi rumbled as it circulated, his boundless spiritual power coursing through him like a river, reaching every nook and cranny. It surged through his meridians before gathering in the Grand Dao Spirit Palace within his dantian. 

His Grand Dao Spirit Palace was like that of a celestial immortal. It was shrouded in misty light, dreamlike, and ethereal.

He could already vaguely discern the outline of his Grand Dao Spirit Incarnation condensing within his Spirit Palace.

The Spirit Incarnation hovering within his Spirit Palace was shaped like the Sword of the Nine Hells, just like the Strongest Dao Seed he’d condensed when he first stepped into the Origin Dao.

Perfect, complete Genesis Dao Intent aggregated around the Spirit Incarnation.

The Spirit Dao was divided into three realms. In the Spiritual Manifestation Realm, cultivators created their Grand Dao Spirit Palace.

Spiritual Incarnation cultivators refined their Spirit Incarnation.

Spiritual Revolution cultivators manifested their Spirit Wheel.

Spirit Palaces, Spirit Incarnations, and Spirit Wheels were, in truth, all manifestations of one’s cultivation base and accumulations.

The differences between the realms lay in their mastery and comprehension of the power of the Grand Dao, which manifested in different ways.

“Were I to show my old friends the Grand Dao Spirit Incarnation I created today, I’m afraid they’d be astonished.” A faint smile rose on Su Yi’s lips. 

The tribulation he’d overcome today was unprecedented and rife with taboo power.

But at the same time, after overcoming it, he’d created a similarly unprecedented Grand Dao Spirit Incarnation!

The moment he overcame his tribulation and entered the Spiritual Incarnation Realm, the Sword of the Nine Hells resonated with his qi, giving his Grand Dao Spirit Incarnation a trace of the Sword of the Nine Hells’ charm.

With the 108,000 years of experience of his past life, Su Yi was incomparably certain that no one in the Wilds’ long history had ever created a comparable Grand Dao Spirit Incarnation!

Not even the Peerless Martial Emperor, who’d spent nine thousand years in the Spiritual Incarnation Realm and was supposed to be invincible among experts of the same level…

Even he didn’t cut it!

It wasn’t until late at night that Su Yi awakened from his meditation.

“Qing Wan.” Su Yi tapped the Soul-Nurturing Gourd.

Misty light flowed out, and Qing Wan’s graceful figure came into view.

“Master, what are your orders?”

The young woman’s red skirts swayed around her. She was a snowy, picturesque beauty, and she shone beneath the lamplight.

Su Yi smiled as if it were perfectly obvious. “I naturally called you out to discuss dual cultivation.”

“Uh…” The young woman’s starry eyes widened, and her red lips parted slightly. Her cheeks flushed red.

Even though Qing Wan had long since known this day was coming, she was still caught off guard, and her heart nonetheless trembled.

Like a startled fawn.

Su Yi watched with relish. “I seem to recall you asking Cha Jin quite a few questions about dual cultivation. I trust you’ve already prepared?”

“Err…” Qing Wan’s face heated up, and her eyes filled with bashful timidness.

“Dual cultivation is an act of passion, in accordance with the Dao. If you’re unwilling, forget it,” Su Yi said casually.

Qing Wan was briefly stunned. Then, she said hurriedly, “I’m completely willing, of course! I just… I just…”

Her sweet, melodious voice was full of embarrassment.

Su Yi laughed. “Was I too abrupt?”

He rose, took out a jug of wine, and said, “Let’s share a drink and take advantage of this moment of leisure. I’ll tell you everything I know about dual cultivation.”

He took out two glasses, filled them, and sprawled out lazily.

When Qing Wan saw this, she hesitated, then sat beside him.

“Love and passion between men and women is a natural part of human behavior,” said Su Yi softly. He drained his cup. “And the Dao of Dual Cultivation was one of the Grand Daos of Heaven and Earth to begin with. Every school of thought, from the Buddhists and Daoists to the Demonists and yao cultivators have legacies regarding dual cultivation…

“The method I’m about to teach you is a bit different, so listen carefully.”

Qing Wan was originally extremely bashful and uneasy, but when she heard that, she instantly looked attentive. She cast aside all other thoughts, her exquisite, delicately contoured face serious and focused.

Time slipped by.

Beneath the flickering candlelight, Su Yi transmitted the Dao. From time to time, he and Qing Wan drank together, and she gradually relaxed.

Perhaps because of the alcohol, her smooth, snowy skin was flushed with a faint layer of pink, and she looked a bit tipsy. When she looked around, she was inadvertently shockingly charming. 

Qing Wan was an absolute beauty to begin with, with starry eyes, full, pink lips, and a delicate, slender figure. Her slight intoxication added a sultry charm to her pure and natural beauty.

Even Su Yi’s heart shook slightly at the sight of her. 

This was what it meant to be a peerless beauty, the type that destroyed nations and brought ruin to the populace.

Unlike Cha Jin, Qing Wan had a purity and softness about her, one that filled men with the desire to conquer her.

Fortunately, Su Yi wasn’t the type to let desires muddle his head, and furthermore, he was a veteran when it came to matters of men and women. He naturally wouldn’t lose control.

They reached the end of their jug of wine as he finished his lesson on dual cultivation. 

“Master, I…” Qing Wan raised her beautiful head, her eyes glittering like limpid pools.

Before she could say anymore, Su Yi picked her up and walked to the bed.

Whoosh~

The candles silently went out, plunging the room into darkness.

The rustling of clothing rang out, interspersed with sudden gasps and heavy breathing….

The room was completely dark, but how could that limit Su Yi’s field of view?

When he saw the young woman lying flat on the bed, the outline of her twin peaks visible through the bodice still covering her, Su Yi was dazzled once more.

Who’d dare imagine that this pure, picturesque young beauty had such ample assets?

Her slender waist shifted uneasily, her smooth, fair skin cool to the touch. Her long, thin legs were curled up, and they looked shockingly pliant and smooth to the touch.

Her pleasant fragrance wafted throughout the darkness, as potent as a drug; it freed his desires and released his inhibitions completely. 

……

Outside the window, a night breeze rustled the pines and bamboo.

Beneath a night sky as dark as ink, delights and enchantments too numerous to list unfolded.

The pleasures therein were not for others to know.

……

Enough time to burn a stick of incense passed.

“Hm?” Su Yi’s voice suddenly rang out amidst the darkness. He sounded a bit surprised.

“Master, what…” Qing Wan’s voice carried a hint of softness and lethargy.

“It’s nothing. Keep going. Don’t get distracted.”

“Uh…Oh…Mm….”

The dual cultivation continued.

However, something fluctuated within Su Yi’s heart.

Dual cultivation was an intermingling of passion and the spirit, a resonance and collision from close quarters. 

Yet earlier, Su Yi had sensed that inscrutable, mysterious power in Qing Wan’s body, and it had seemed agitated, as if it were afraid of something.

This made Su Yi recall Qing Wan’s tribulation, and the strange “eye” that had appeared above her.

There’s surely something strange about her origins. It’s just that she isn’t at all aware of it herself.

I’ll have to help her get to the bottom of this.

……

Morning the next day.

The skies had only just started to brighten when a rustling noise woke Su Yi from his slumber.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a graceful figure carefully lifting the covers and sitting up, her snowy back uncovered and on full display.

Her ink-black hair was disheveled, and a beam of morning sunlight landed right on her exquisite, crystalline shoulders, which emanated a faint luster.

It was just a woman’s back and a sunbeam, but the sight was beautiful enough to make his heart tremble.

Even after she left the bed, her fragrance lingered.

She tiptoed around the room as she got dressed; it seemed she was afraid of waking him up.

Su Yi thought back to last night’s joy and mad revelry as he watched the young woman get dressed beneath the morning sun. An indescribable sense of satisfaction rose within his heart.

He really had been stifled for too long. After a night of release, he felt much better.

I cannot let the Dao of Dual Cultivation fall by the wayside going forward, thought Su Yi.

“Ah?” Suddenly, a startled cry rang out. He wasn’t sure when, but Qing Wan had turned around just in time to see Su Yi open his eyes. Her beautiful face instantly flushed red, and she stammered, “Ma-Master… You’re awake?”

She’d only just put on her undergarments. Now, she clutched her hands to her chest, seemingly unsure of what to do.

Su Yi rested his head in his hands and teased, “Who was it who kept begging for more last night? Look at you! Why are you so embarrassed all of a sudden?”

Qing Wan trembled as if she’d been electrocuted, then fled into the Soul-Nurturing Gourd. 

Su Yi couldn’t help but laugh. He was in a wonderful mood.

After getting out of bed and washing up, he ate his breakfast. Wen Xinzhao could tell he was in high spirits, and she laughed, “Brother Su, you like awfully chipper today.”

Su Yi laughed too and said casually, “Perhaps because I benefited from last night’s contemplation of the Grand Dao.”

Wen Xinzhao couldn’t help but be curious. “Might you tell me about it?”

“....” How could he possibly go into details about something so wondrous?

But it was then that someone knocked on the courtyard gates.